The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The feast hall of the Citadel of Oakhaven burned with a light that was not entirely of this world, for the tallow candles, thick as a man’s forearm and woven from the fat of ancient, slumbering leviathans, did not so much illuminate the stone arches as they seemed to breathe a golden, viscous fog into the air, a fog that settled upon the velvet robes of the high commanders and the polished...

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